Lyrics:
the grasshop
The true cool is black, the new school is fat
The beats by the ounce, the funk by the pack
The hanging off the butts with the fat sole kicks
gon ride for the kill
I tell you what nowwww
I try to rest, but days go by like the minute
There’s a whole lot of shit, need to get off my mind
She
and by ear
And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
Yeah yeah, what up my niggas
You know who it is?
It's your nigga, Styles
Holiday, the Ghost Pinero
I go by many names
I'm just happy to be doin'
the jungle with no rules
We run this forest bitch, we live by the water
We eat the fruits nigga and we speak the prophets that empowers strong prophecies
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
Moon14day-1985-600c
Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
a light
No coke, and I just smoke vapor, no papers
Slow poke and I don't know about photos
Let's go though
How old are you?
Saying that you never date
boy Ruggy Batcave
Radio Batcave Studio
Doing it like we always do it about this time
Courtesy of 215 Aphillyated its Flamers 25
Hosted by Cosmic Kev
humans melting fast
Enveloped in putrid vapor
Slaughtered day by day
Destroyed without a trace
Given away
Life is taken away
Morbid decay
In vain
lasts
But carpe diem it's worth it ...to live it not blur it
Or years could fly by and you still ain't met purpose
There's a day we're born
Day we
albums wrong, yea
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus track
You think my album's whack
But I got a bonus track
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus
Jealously
ALBUM · Passionworks (1983)
Who was with you - where you been?
Baby it can't be this again
I can't cool it 'cos I can't win it with you
And, oh no, it's not violent when under the Christmas tree there's a look-alike gun
But, yes, of course it's violent to have an album like KRS-One
By
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
guitar.
Listen here for a taste of the album Love is a Painter by Mireille & Eddy Moust: PJJ, The Moon, The Roses and Phantasmagoria (Don't You forget
umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that'll bash you with
A 2 by 4 board
And smash into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward droppin'
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen
The feeling is high but the high don't last
Long enough for you to even read a paper
But you still thirst and hunger for the vapor
Although he is an animate,
the purp is
Wit ya main bitch she forgotten
Where her skirt is
Heard my album drop and now
You kinda gettin' nervous
See I be goin' hard cause this is what I
get me wrong about the bad love
I gotta have good love
True Love - yeah - true Love - Ohh
Ummm...
True Love
From the album "True Love"
Written
on your face
It hits you once
It hits you so fast
Well like a freight train on its tracks
It goes right by you in one glance
Our lives
They go by so fast
So
can be
That's how I will love you, oh darling, endlessly
Darling, endlessly
Darling, endlessly
FADE
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
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